YAY, YOU!!!! (((hug)))
Rejoice with me, Undead FRiends! I went to Consignment 1st, which opens earlier than The Salvation Army, and I found the Chair for my 50th birthday. A nice gentleman covered with tattoos loaded it up for me, and Bill the Son unloaded it at home.
It is an armchair upholstered in shades of beige and brown in a geometric pattern. It will not show dirt when cats sit on it. If anyone other than cats and me sits on it, I will kill and/or evict them permanently from the house.